The helmet is not bad, it can be used as a pot!
It's just that it's covered in dirty tree resin which is not very easy to clean.
You need hot water and a blade to slowly scrape it off bit by bit, then scrub it over and over with palm fibers. Once cleaned up, it will be very useful!
I estimate that this steel helmet can boil at least 3-4 liters of water. Boiling water to make fish soup is no problem at all.
In fact, many soldiers often use steel helmets to cook things. Later, because this type of steel helmet was too stuffy and hot, it was replaced by the 90-style steel helmet with ventilation holes, and then lost this function.
But that's not the end of it. Lu Zhe immediately found another premium item!
An engineer shovel!
In short, this is a smaller short shovel, but not the multi-purpose kind!
But in Lu Zhe’s view, the simpler the construction, the less likely it is to break, and the more practical it is!
The short handle of the steel shovel had rotted and broken off, but the shovel itself didn't have any problems!
Find a suitable stick to plug in and fix it, and it can be used again!
After more searching, there was yet another good thing!
A 92-style mess tin, made of aluminum, with a maximum capacity of 2.5L. Inside there is a small box that can be used to hold vegetables or soup!
And it has a hanging handle that allows it to be hung directly over a fire to cook food to eat!
This mess tin didn't have much tree resin on it. After washing it clean, it can be used. Keep it for later!
Finally, there were two 1L military water bottles, one of which had been pierced by a bullet and was broken, the other was still intact, and there was still water inside when he unscrewed it!
But Lu Zhe did not have the courage to drink this water that had been stored for nearly a hundred years.
He poured it out. The inside would need to be thoroughly cleaned before it could be used!
In addition, there were rotten beddings, gas masks, spare shoes, lighters, flashlights, parachute cords, toiletries, rusty bullets, but these things were too decayed due to their age. You could barely make out their shape, let alone use them. Some couldn’t even be picked up!
Can you imagine that a single soldier had so much personal equipment!
Keep the equipment, get rid of the corpse.
Lu Zhe packed up all the useful equipment.
This harvest was so great that if he had gotten these supplies at the beginning, the difficulty of surviving would have been reduced by 90%!
Looking at the time, it was 11:30 p.m.!
"Dawn is still early, go back to sleep!"
Just now, the girls had forgotten their fear due to the adrenaline rush.
But when it became quiet again, they were a little scared again.
Jiang Yao said worriedly: "Do you think that skeleton won't turn into a ghost and come looking for us!"
"Yao Yao, you're trying to scare people again!"
Lu Zhe imagined the scene of the girls whipping the corpse earlier and chuckled to himself: "Are you sure it would still dare to come?"
Shen Bing also said, "That's right, the bones have been tossed away already. If it really comes, we'll give it a good beating!"
Ning Shu praised: "Well said!"
Although they said that, at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the girls huddled together again, roasting by the fire, chatting from The bright sword to The Eight Hundred, then to My team, becoming more and more spirited as they chatted, completely unable to fall asleep.
As a result, the four girls stubbornly sat there from the dark night until dawn.
Fortunately, Lu Zhe and Shen Bing were both asleep!
In the morning, Lu Zhe woke up from the hammock and looked at his watch. It was 6:50 a.m.
Today was June 26th, the seventeenth day since being stranded on the deserted island!
On this day, they would continue to look for drinking water and a route up the mountain to higher ground.
But the situation now was not very optimistic. Their packs were heavier than before, and no one had slept well, so their pace was even slower.
After walking along the foot of the mountain all morning, they still hadn't found a way up the mountain.
Seeing that they were about to run out of drinking water, and everyone was exhausted.
Lu Zhe decided to change his strategy!

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!